What’s all the whining about????

There is a lot of whining going on at Sidehill farm lately. Well, actually wine-ing…. and a bit of whining. A few days before I was to leave for a relaxing trip in the mountains, I got word that the grapes that I had said I wanted (which was way back when I thought I would have plenty of time) were ready and needed to be picked. I went to pick them after I spent the day with my grandkids, thinking that it would take no time at all. Boy was I surprised when the lady showed me her pergola, which was covered with purple grapes, perfect for making wine with. She was not sure of the variety, but they were so full of juice that even a light tug to get them off of the vines sent juice running down my arms. Fortunately, she had a shower curtain to put under the ladder, so I wouldn’t stain her patio. After about 3 hours I started home with grapes filling every container that I could find.

Boxes and bags of juicy grapes

Since I was leaving the next day, we put the grapes in a cool place until I could process them.  I had a fabulous time in the mountains, and had put the grapes and all of the other fall chores I had waiting for me at home out of my mind. The realization of all I had to do hit me the morning after I got home. To make the wine, I had to de-stem the grapes and then crush them. Tempted as I was to do as Lucy did and stomp them with my feet, I used my hands to crush the grapes. They were so stained that it took a whole week until my hands looked clean.

The crushed grapes ready to make wine

Once the grapes were crushed I added wine yeast and and waited for the fermentation to start. After about a week, I took out the mesh bag that held the crushed grapes and we racked the soon to be wine into 2 large carboys. Every time I walk into the kitchen, I am greeted with the sound of fermenting wine.

I am excited to see how this wine turns out. I am hoping for a dry red wine that will be the perfect thing for a cool night on the porch.  Oh, about the whining. That came when I heard thump, thump, thump in the night. That sound meant the the pears on our tree out back are starting to fall off the tree and need to be picked.

Pear tree in the back yard loaded with little pears

They are too small for canning, but perfect for making wine. Here I go again.                           Sandy

2 Comments

  1. Jennifer on October 30, 2018 at 12:18 am

    You are one busy and ambitious girl! Lots of work but I bet you’ll be glad later as you sip the “fruits” of your labor! 🙂 Those grapes looked amazing!!! Happy wine-ing!!

    • Sandy Blake on October 30, 2018 at 12:32 am

      Hopefully the wine turns out good so I can share!

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